The foot-stompin', banjo-playin', whoop-whooping train stops here. On its sophomore record, Montreal's Lake of Stew delivers another set of solid country-folk tracks about everything from "mean shakin' mamas" to running from the cops while painting graffiti on train bridges. Sweet as Pie sounds a little more like an old-timey jug band than the first album, but they still provide a rollicking good time. I dare you to listen to "My girl is as sweet as pie, sweet as chocolate marshmallow pie...and I know that's the sweetest kind of pie," and stay in a bad mood. You can't.